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All You Want To Know and More: Marathon Recap by Katie
June 13, 2010, 11:58 am
Filed under: Katie, Marathon, Team in Training

A week later, I return!  Right before I got on a plane, I learned that my thesis defense would be 3 weeks away (less than 2 now!!) and then there was no free internet at the hotel.  Bye bye world!

I arrived in San Diego on Thursday afternoon and spent time walking around with my family.


On Friday my cousin, cousin’s girlfriend, aunt, and Kelli arrived and we all saw the sights and had dinner together.   Kelli and I also went to the expo and got even more pumped up!  Note: Should have done less walking around the days before!

Saturday was spent eating, hydrating, relaxing, and sitting by the pool (in the shade though!).  Here we have Kelli modeling the hotel gear and munching some swag bag granola.



I started to gather my stuff together because I was getting a little antsy and anxious.  I even did thesis work to try to make the time pass!


Finally, at 4:00 we headed to dinner- early bird special for us.   We both fundraised with Team in Training and arriving at the Inspiration Dinner with the thousands of other runners and lots of people cheering us in brought tears to everyone’s eyes.  Joyful tears!

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Sorry for the blurry pictures, there was so much going on and so many people everywhere.  The dinner brought everything to a head that we had done so far- the fundraising and the impact we had and all the people that appreciated it.  $12 million, people!  Just this race!

One of THREE dinners necessary to feed all the great Team in Training participants, families and friends.


Ready to GO!


There was a great motivational speaker between some more heavy stories.  It was a perfect balance- a few tears here, a light story to break up that lump in your throat.  He told us that 2 things would happen starting the night before.

  • We would have the emotional capacity of a 4 year old
  • Brain melt would begin- meaning we would lose the ability to keep a train of thought. This was so true.

The wonderful people I’ve spent countless hours with running and fundraising and sharing way more than usual when you first meet someone.  [I’m the floating head laughing on the right].


After dinner, we stopped at the grocery store for bagels and bananas.  Tip: Bring food or buy it before the night before! There were only blueberry or onion bagels left. We tried to gather our gear together and the brain melt was clearly starting.  It took me about 15 minutes and help from Kelli to put my shoe tag on. “WAIT, Kelli! What is this piece for?!?!  I think I did it wrong! OMG What if I can’t run the race now!?”

Seriously? It was a piece of plastic with a removable adhesive piece.

Finally we got to bed and Kelli was out like there was nothing to it. It took me longer to sleep but I tried to focus on breathing and counting backwards from 500 or something ridiculous.  No matter, we popped out of bed at 3:15 AM when all three alarms went off simultaneously.

I thought I would be normal but “they” (coaches, TNT alumni, the speaker at the previous night’s dinner) were all correct and based on the way I was getting ready, I wasn’t sure I would have the coordination to run a marathon.


After that picture= bus ride, port-o-potties, gear check, hugs and weird noises conveying excitement, splitting up into our corrals, anxious conversation with everyone around me, FINALLY starting. I found two girls I trained with just in time and we ran together for the first 15 miles or so.

The party of 6 cheerleaders in tie-dye we had rooting for us unfortunately NEVER found us on the course.  It was a little discouraging at first  but I figured they must have under- or over- estimated my start time/ running speed.

Miles 1-15 I ran with the 2 ladies I trained with.  They wanted to pick up their pace after that but I hung back at a still good-for-me pace.

Miles 15-19 I could see a winding trail of runners ALL over the place.  It was a bit discouraging to look out, see people the size of ants, miles and miles away and realize how far I still had to go.

Miles 20-25 were the toughest, as I was told they would be. The fact they happened on “Fiesta” Island did not help.  Call me crazy, but this island was not the party the name implied: covered in sand (reflects sunlight), no trees or shade of any type, on a thin blacktop path, with no spectators, one band, and the sun beating down.

Miles 25-26.2 we finally made it back into civilization and as Kelli said “I wish I could have been voted off that island sooner.”  Seeing the finish line and my family/friends gave me a boost I didn’t think I still had in me!  I crossed the finish at a 7:30 pace. Um, shoulda used some of that energy during the Fiesta!


I borrowed this picture from the official photo site and I’m clearly tired and ready to be done.. good thing it was at mile 26.1! Shoulders are tense, hands are clenched, arms are crossing my body, hips are very uneven (favoring my right leg per usual).

And FINALLY!!!! I felt like I was about to sob and a big huffy breath came out and then the pain of my body overtook any emotions other than relief.


Then I tried to figure out where to go next.  Spectators were blocked out of this area, there were no bathrooms, and I couldn’t see where there was food and water… so I just limped along with the crowd to the picture area.


Finally, there was food and water and then I started to follow signs to the Team in Training check-out.  Halfway there I realized the gear check (where my phone was) was in the other direction and I started crying because I was having to walk so much.  Tip: If the race has info about the finish line, read it! I ignored it because I figured I would just see my family. There was a family meet-up area but it was so crowded and far, far away from the finish line.

After what seemed like eternity, I found my mom and sobbed for 30 seconds on her shoulder.  I was so happy to see everyone and finally sat down to stretch and eat something. I started to feel better and less emotionally instable 🙂 .

I looked through my texts and saw one from Kelli that made me know I would make it back to the finish line to see her: “I fell and twisted my ankle but I’m finishing the damn thing.”

We made our way back (I had no grasp on time at this point) and I cheered for every TNT participant that went by.  Writing your name on your race shirt is the best idea ever!! I’m positive I cheered for blog bud Maura because she had the same exact outfit as Kelli!


And soon we could see her! There she is!!! Do you see Kelli?  My mom leaned over and said “You’re going to jump in and run to the finish with her, right?”  I said “ARE YOU CRAZY??!”  But then I saw Kelli with the coaches and the obvious pain she was in so I did it- no idea where my ability to run came from.


I said lots of positive things, which I had really needed at that point too, and I wasn’t running 11 miles with an injury!!

After some ice and ibuprofen, we headed through the picture line and asked for one with both of us- we did it!  As Kelli said over and over that night: “OMG WE DID IT!!!!!”


After some hobbling and stretching, we parted ways with the excellent supporters we had.


Group shot!


And immediately went to the hotel, popped champagne, took ice baths, and ate an entire pizza.

By “immediately” I mean, it took us a few tries and 30 minutes to order pizza.  Brain melt.


Later, we met up for a drink with Joe, another Bucknell alum that ran the marathon!  Oh yeah, and my sunburn became very evident.


Celebrating with drinks and nachos with three of my favorite ladies.  Mom, Kel, and ex-common-law-step Aunt Jen 😉 .  Hey Madelyn and Aunt Laurie, we missed you!


Tip: Don’t constantly wipe the sweat (and sunscreen, obviously) off of your head.  And maybe wear a hat!


And then we went to bed really, really early, the end.  Will I do another one?  YES. (But it took me 5 days to be sure about that).

PS: Delicious belated birthday dessert the next day:


We. Did. It. San Diego Rock N Roll Marathon Race Recap by Kelli
June 8, 2010, 6:13 pm
Filed under: Kelli, Marathon, Team in Training

Well, we did it!  Katie and I did it!  We trained for 20 weeks for our first marathon.  20 grueling weeks of long runs on way-too-early Saturday morning double digit runs.  20 weeks of exhaustion and too many cups of coffee at my desk just to get through training.  20 long weeks of treadmill runs, hill workouts, and speed training.  It all came to a head on Sunday June 6th at 6:15 AM (west coast time) in San Diego, CA at the start line of the Rock N Roll Marathon.

I cannot describe the emotions that were raging through my body at the start line for this marathon.  I was nervous, excited, and had to pee like no other.  I was in corral 30 and after waiting nearly 40 minutes from the initial start gun to actually start my race, I had to pee.  And I don’t mean just pee.  I mean like pee after a night of drinking and about to pee your pants on the frat bathroom floor while some freshman is puking in the stale.  THAT kind of had to pee.  I decided it was just nerves and when they released my corral I was on my way.  But after a 1/2 mile I decided the peeing was not just nerves and I was wondering if I could make it to the first porta-potty break with crossed legs.  Luckily there was a set of porta-potties at mile .75.  I had not gotten into a nice stride yet and had not built up any lactic acid.  I decided to cut across the crowd and pee.  I have never peed for that long in my life.  Seriously.  2 minutes straight of Gatorade pee.  Ok, I understand that most of you at thinking “KELLI!  TMI!” right now.  But, I just had to get it out.  Along with the pee.

Anyway.  The marathon started out (after the peeing) great.  I felt great!  I couldn’t believe I was running a marathon.  The girl who used to throw up literally every single morsel of food that crossed her lips.  The girl who used to fight her dad and sister tooth and nail about how running was NOT fun unless you were running for a field hockey ball.  That same exact girl was running a marathon!  And having fun doing it!  Crazy! The first 8 miles flew by.  I felt awesome.  I kept reminding myself to remember how I was feeling then, because I would probably NOT be feeling the same way in about 2 hours.  Mile 8 was the last time until the finish line that I felt THAT fantastic.  After that we were all of a sudden on a highway! A HILLY highway!  With the SUN beating down on my very pale german/irish skin.  Then we were going downhill!  Yes!  Downhill!!  But wait, this downhill was on a slant!  WEIRD!  This slant hurt my hips, my ankles, and my feet.  But I was still doing it.  I was doing my marathon.

I still felt pretty good at the halfway point.  I had not taken a walking break yet.  I had about 2 Gu packets at that point, a water at every stop, and a few cups of Cytomax (the Gatorade like drink that the race provided).  We had run through Balboa park, the street of downtown San Diego, and Fashion Valley.  At this point it was a little daunting that I still had ANOTHER half marathon left to run, but I KNEW I could do it.

Then mile 15.5 came.  I could see a water stop up ahead.  I was pretty excited because I was definitely ready for another Gu, and always need water to wash those disgusting things down.  I reach for a water and as I did the side of my right foot went right into a crack in the road.  My foot turned completely upside down and most of my weight went on my under turned ankle.  Thank god the guy who was handing me water dropped it and caught me before ALL my weight went onto my ankle and I completely fell on my face.  Even with the catch, my ankle still throbbed in pain.  I toe tapped it for a while I realized I was in a  lot of pain.  I stopped to walk and texted the husband and my dad.  I told them I had twisted my ankle but I was finishing the damn race.  I quickly looked at my Garmin, calculated my pace for the first 15 miles and realized my goal finish time of 5 hours and 15 minutes was going to change to a goal of JUST FINISHING.  PERIOD.  I went a lot.  Toe tapping sometimes.  Walking at other.  Running VERY slowly for most of it.  I couldn’t believe it when I made it to mile 20.  I, like the marathon virgin that I was, honestly felt like I was in the home stretch.  You know how people say that the first half of a marathon are miles 1-20 and the second half is miles 20-26?  As an accountant I have NEVER understood that math, until mile 20.0000001 on Sunday.  With every step I took my ankle was sending a shooting pain up to my knee.  My quads were cramping.  My shoulders, upper back, and face were sunburned.  I had no idea how I was going to finish this marathon with a twisted ankle and all the other pains I was feeling.  At mile 21 all marathon participants went onto an island.  The map called it “Fiesta Island”, but I can tell you it is far from it.  This island was NOT a fiesta.  This island was 5 miles of sand, hot sun, and NO spectators.  It was easily the hardest  5 miles of the day and it is when I had my first crying session / emotional break down.  I am in SO much pain that  I couldn’t think.  Running actually felt better than walking, so I kept running.  And by running I mean my Garmin said I was “running” at a 15 minute/mile pace and I COULD NOT run any faster.  Even step on the island was a struggle, but (as with most things in life) it made the end all the more rewarding.

When I made it off the island I was told there was only 3/4 of a mile left in the entire race.  The goal I had set 20 weeks before, to complete a marathon, was about to be accomplished.  The race I had started 6 hours ago was about to be done.  And the ankle I had twisted 10 miles ago was about to be wrapped in the glorious ice that I knew would be at the finish line.  I could not believe it.   When I got into the last .2 miles I saw one of my best friends from high school, Molly, on my left.  I knew she was coming but was still SO happy to see the first familiar face I had seen in 6 hours.  I immediately ran to her and hugged her (which I felt bad about later because I was super sweaty and she was in a really pretty white flowered dress!!).  On my right was Katie’s amazing family, dressed in tie dye and chanting my name.  And then Katie, who had finished the marathon almost an hour and a half before me, joined me in my final race for the finish line.  It was amazing to have her by my side for the last stretch!!!  Crossing the finish line was unlike anything I have EVER experienced in my life.  I felt exhaustion, pain, relief, pride, and pretty much every other emotion you could expect.  I had done it!  I completed a marathon!!

26.2 miles?  Been there.  Run that 🙂

Antsy, Hungry, Sad: A Taper Story by Katie
May 27, 2010, 9:43 pm
Filed under: Burger, Cravings, Katie, Marathon

I didn’t believe it when the Team in Training coaches told us that we would feel antsy during taper.   But it’s happening.  I ran for 30 minutes this morning and then after work, I really wanted to run!  I’m restraining myself based on all sorts of recommendations.

With moving, finishing a thesis, and preparing for the marathon, my stress levels are… not low.  I’ve cried a few times this week over really dumb things.  Point #2 in our taper info: you might feel depressed with the drastic reduction in exercise (exercise=endorphins).  Yes.  Why are they all so right?!  Deep breath.

Also, I would really like a cheeseburger now. (Hunger does not automatically adjust to the lower activity level but I’m obviously eating as I’m hungry.  There is a good chance of slight weight increases during these 2 weeks my sources say.)

A Bit Mental by Katie
May 26, 2010, 1:11 pm
Filed under: Katie, Marathon, Motivation, Run

Last night at track practice, our coach invited a professional runner motivational speaker.

She talked about visualization and positive thinking as keys for any run, though especially long distance where the mental factor is key to a successful race.  Positive begets positive.  I think this is true for many if not all areas of life but especially for a physical task. I mean, it’s almost always easier to walk than run and I can stop at any time but… well, why?! If I don’t need to!


One tip I liked was to have a few time goals in mind.  First, the time that would happen if all the stars aligned, you were well rested and at race pace, there were no injuries, and you hydrated and fueled, etc.  The second goal should be training pace, which is technically slower than race pace.  If it’s windy or maybe a knee is acting up but not quite hurt, this might be more reasonable.  Last, a “just finish” goal, in case the weather is way beyond any training conditions or you’re sick or injured.


Another point she touched on is to stay in the moment.  Try not to think about after the race, or the next 20 miles ahead (yikes).  If it’s hard to focus, then count something quicker than miles- like number of spectators drinking beers!


My stepdad taught me to “look at where I want to go and not at the rocks I don’t want to hit” when mountain biking, and I think that’s a good carryover in terms of running: “think of what you want to do, not what you don’t want to do.”  Don’t think about walking (unless of course your strategy is run/walk!), don’t think about how you might puke, don’t think about how you’re bad at hills.

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Oh and how she ended this talk?  Just casually mentioning that she was one of the first women pushing to allow women to run in marathons.  I didn’t realize women were barely allowed in any marathons until the late 70s and a women’s marathon event was not added to the Olympics until 1984!! That’s not that long ago!  My personal favorite reason that women were banned?  Their uterus might fall out on those long runs!  Or it means we want to be men.  Riiiiiight.

joan_benoit_231701aJoan Benoit winning the 1st Olympic Women’s Marathon

Jane Welzel, our speaker, was a professional marathon runner for years and now has a sports psychology practice, specializing in treating athletes with eating disorders. The article is true, she still does Tuesday night track workouts in Fort Collins— I’ve been there the last few months!  She is the 4th from the left, and this is not my running group!

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Her and her sister used to travel all over the country to find marathons they were allowed to run in.  Her sister helped organize a fundraiser for an all-women half-marathon in Maine called “One Lucky Man” (don’t google that phrase, I warned you).  Any man that wants to run pays $10 to enter a lottery and one is selected to run with all women!  Once I move back to the east coast I want to participate, especially if I’m in Boston.

Learning all the history about women’s running made me want to run more. Another reason to cross that finish line!  What motivates you?

Zen Running at 21 Miles by Katie
May 18, 2010, 2:09 pm
Filed under: Katie, Marathon, Run

This post is all text and all about running.   As someone who is running a marathon soon, I’ve been greedily reading every sentence of every long run and race recap I can, but if you aren’t into running or racing, this could get boring.  Or maybe it could inspire you! Feel free to skip it or read along with my play-by-play!

Preparing for 21 Miles

Training has made me hyper aware of how a few nights of not enough sleep or too much indulging really impact the body.   Since my last long run was a bust, I really wanted to be better prepared for my longest long run.  All week, I kept my stress levels in check and made sure I got enough sleep not just the night before, but all week.  I had a glass of wine on Tuesday and Wednesday, but then avoided drinking any alcohol after that.  I avoided dairy all week because it just doesn’t digest very fast for me.  It doesn’t give me too much of a stomach ache but it does cause some issues with “regularity” and gaseousness (haha sorry, trying to be honest!).   Normally it’s not enough of a problem to make me stop eating cheese and yogurt and ice cream (!!) but running seems to exacerbate everything.  That’s just me though.

For food, I kept in mind what the coaches have said: increasing carb proportions rather than just taking in more calories in the form of carbs.    Certainly carbs are important for endurance athletes but carb loading is becoming more of discarded myth since your body doesn’t store more glycogen just because you eat more.   Once your glycogen stores are full from a normal sized meal, the rest of the carbs/sugars are just converted to fat.

The night before, Team in Training Denver members got together and had dinner.  The coaches went over some 6 pages of pointers with us.  Here are some points that really hit home for me:

  • Whatever you have been using- clothes, energy sources, drink, iPod, etc., use for the 21 miler, and for the marathon. Anything “new” will cause that much more stress and those last few tough miles you will be wondering “maybe if I wore the other socks my feet wouldn’t hurt.” 
  • Bring ALL the necessary gear with you on the plane (good point)
  • Get a good nights sleep for a few days before the marathon because there is a good chance you will only get a few hours the night before
  • If possible, work at home if anyone is sick in your office. Avoid sick people in general, 2 weeks out since it takes that long for sickness to show up.  Wash your hands a lot, stay warm if it’s cooler outside, vitamins, and other prevention, etc.
  • Don’t lean forward to stretch right after running for so long.  The blood rushing to your head can make you pass out.  Apparently the coaches have seen this numerous times.
  • Hold on to hand rails going down stairs. All the people that have run marathons before said the day after they have seen lots of people fall down stairs from muscles buckling or giving out! Yikes.  My knee actually gave out a few times Saturday evening, not bad enough to fall down but I definitely looked like a fool.
  • The 21 miler shouldn’t be run at race pace since our muscles aren’t rested and repaired enough
  • Don’t overdo it in taper! Apparently we will be antsy to run more than the schedule says but it’s important to stick to the plan and let our legs rest.

After sleeping surprisingly well, I woke up early for my usual toast with PB and J breakfast, plus ample time to “digest” and wake up.   I broke the “don’t change anything” rule and tried Gu during the run (I only had two Stinger gels and the dinner had ended too late to buy more) and what do you know? It was okay.  I don’t know the reason but my stomach handled the Gu better than in the past.  I did stop to walk about 20 seconds at one point because my stomach was churning but it went away fast once I slowed down.  I had my first gel after an hour, then again each 40-45 minutes.  I might go every 30 minutes in the race but they hurt my stomach for like 15 minutes after each gel so I don’t like eating them so often.  Fueling is by far my least favorite part.  I’m more nervous about my stomach holding up than my legs, how ridiculous!

The Run!

Immediately before the run, we had “Mission Day” which involved all the Rocky Mountain runners coming together.  We stood in a big circle and went around each saying who we were running for.  Um, everyone was crying. The 10th person was a mom and her daughter, who just lost their other daughter/sister this past winter to leukemia.  After that, no one could keep it together. Then at least 2 other people said that the person they had set out to run “in honor of,” they now had to run “in memory of.”  I realized awhile ago there was a huge proportion of nurses involved and I wasn’t sure why but it became really obvious as they all said they had seen too many patients die from cancer.  I also found out my coach Andy, who I’ve come to know pretty well, is a survivor as well! He’s been cancer free for 2 years.

So after I’m thoroughly teared up and realizing how unimportant it is if I run this run in 5 hours or 3 hours, it’s just about the reason I’m doing it.  What a great way to start!  Then the whole group ran the first mile together in silence:  7:30 AM, 60+ people, all silent and running along with tears in our eyes.  We had to be a sight to see.  Oh I should mention here that I forgot my iPod.  Also, despite there being 60 people, apparently I run at the same pace as no one.  In some ways, I think the silence actually made the run better though.

I was really reflective and let my thoughts wander, my pace wasn’t going all over the place with music tempo, and I thought a LOT about all the people supporting me and all the people I know that have had cancer.  While dirty rap music or techno music full of college memories have made running bearable before, this was a good change after our meaningful start. I thought a lot about my mom’s friend Dianna, who has MS, and how proud she is that I am running this.  It made me appreciate the  sheer fact I was running, that I have the choice to run for 4 hours.  You never know, someday I might not be able to walk.  I thought about her a lot, it was just what was on my mind that day.

I can’t even explain how fast the run went by. Well, fast is maybe the wrong word but it didn’t feel like I really ran for 3 hours, 24 minutes.  I was off in another world!   One of the coaches mentioned focusing on the here-and-now rather than thinking about what you are going to do after the run, all the things you have to do for work or your spouse or moving; it doesn’t let you escape on the run.  She said this a few weeks ago and it has really helped me.  I used to think “one more mile and I can go do x y z” but I’ve tried to switch my mentality.  Thinking about the nice shower, nap, meal, or glass of wine later just make me dread the rest of the run.  I focused on staying in the moment and thinking about my surroundings and body, rather than making mental to-do lists.  Another thing was that I went out not expecting it to just be another run.  It wasn’t like okay, just have to get through these couple of hours.  Since you don’t just “get through” hours of running.  It’ still shocking me though just how the run just happened, my body could handle it, it was tiring but I wasn’t in pain or exhausted.  How did I get to this point?!

Mile 1-4 my pace jumped around a lot as I found my natural rhythm.  At 7, I was in awe that I was 1/3 through my run.  Miles 5-12 really flew by as they usually do (well usually it’s 5-9 but it was extra long on this run, thank goodness). Miles 13 and 14 were when my stomach was having issues so I slowed down, and around mile 15 I realized “only 6 more!” I thought about my normal 6 mile loop and reminded myself that it wasn’t quick by any means, but I know exactly what it feels like.  15-17 went by pretty easily, and I tried not to look at my watch.  There was a light breeze through these miles and since it was unusually humid that day, the breeze was wonderous.  I was in a goofy, weird mood and would stick my arms straight out (partly to cool off my armpits because I was chaffing, partly because it felt nice, and partly because I think I was going a little insane) and close my eyes just taking in my surroundings.  Time was going soooo slow for 18 to 20 because I knew how close to the end I was but I still had  20 minutes of running!  Around like 20, they had signs on the trail that said things like “Hi I’m Mason and I’m 9 years old! 2 weeks ago I finished my chemo treatments and I can’t wait to finally play soccer this summer with my friends!”  Um, you bet I cried.  After 3.5 hours of running and deep thinking, I was a basket of emotions.  Laughing and crying. I hit 21 miles and it was weird because I didn’t want to stop.  My quads and butt were feeling it but I knew how much more tight and sore everything would get once I stopped!!  At 21.2, I slowed down and walked for another 0.5 miles to cool down.  Many survivor kids were at the “finish line” and placed a “medal” (really a bagel on a string, much more delicious!) around my neck.  It was too cute and knowing that they were survivors, I was all emotional again though I just smiled and cheered with them because they were so happy!

And the end.

After tons and tons of stretching, I took an ice bath as soon as possible and then took some strong ibuprofen ;)!  I took a short nap (I really hate how I feel taking a long nap after running, all swollen and stiff) and just kept standing up all day to stretch and move, I was really nervous about getting tight.  For once, I was super hungry right away. Usually, it takes a day or two for my appetite to really come back.  Overall though I felt no worse- actually, better- than after 18 or even 15.  My muscles just felt like they had nothing in them.  They weren’t sore but they were definitely exhausted.   I had one margarita at dinner and almost fell down after just from the weakness in my legs. I looked like such a drunk! I wanted to tell everyone I had run 21 miles that AM to explain!

I know people go out and do these long runs or races with a lot less preparation. It is not always possible to get the sleep you need or carefully plan food intake.   A lot of people aren’t as sensitive to food and sleep maybe, or they are just used to training.  Being new to this endurance running, I tried to do everything I could to make it go well. I’m sure I could have gotten through the run on less sleep and less planning but I don’t know if I would have enjoyed it the way I did.  Do you put much thought and planning into training or just wing it?

21 Miles, Run and Bike by Katie
May 17, 2010, 10:35 pm
Filed under: Biking, Katie, Marathon, Run

The weekends just do not have enough time!  On Saturday, I completed my longest training run- 21.2!  I did the extra 0.2 miles because I was feeling strong and really pumped about the marathon.  After an ice bath, some ibuprofen, and a short nap, I felt pretty great! Yeah, my legs were exhausted and my muscles were shaky but nothing hurt.  I planned to blog about it right after because I was one some ridiculous running high, but I fell asleep on accident.   Understandable?  I hope so!  I’ll be back soon with a full recap.

Sunday was gorgeous and I requested brunch with mimosas!  I’m going to stay away from alcohol for the two weeks before the marathon so why not enjoy it now?!  Then John and I rented some bikes for the day and leisurely rode around Denver.  I totaled it up today and we rode about 21 miles.   It’s pretty amazing how different 21 miles of running feels than 21 miles of laid-back bike riding!

I need to apply to more jobs right now and while blogging is fun, I have to get my priorities in order.  I’m way behind on reading (and commenting) too.  Let’s hope it all pays off soon!!  See you back here later.

Powerful by Katie
May 13, 2010, 10:24 pm
Filed under: Katie, Marathon, Motivation, Run

That is how I would describe my run today: powerful.  I wasn’t particularly looking forward to or dreading the 50 minute run scheduled for today.  It was just there.  Since I have 21 miles coming up on Saturday (OMG) , I decided to go with whatever pace felt good.  Promising myself to not to look at Garmy until mile 1 (it makes a God awful beeepeeepeeep noise) and just set into a nice comfy pace I waited to check my pace until mile 2… sub-9:00 miles?  I don’t know what was up with my body today but I had a hard time slowing myself down.  But I didn’t feel like I was going fast. Maybe this just means I’m getting faster?  5.6 negative split miles later… woo woo, as my good friend would say (happy birthday bunny)!!

[These pictures have nothing to do with the text by the way, I’m just in a good mood and feel like pretty pictures okay?]

Since I didn’t feel like I was pushing- I was able to say a nice hi how are you? etc. to all the people I passed- I just let my body do what it wanted.

What it wanted was an awesome-for-me pace.  Like, what a great pace for the marathon would be.  A little faster pace than what I ran the 13 miler at two weeks ago.

It wasn’t just the pace though.  It was the way I felt on top of my game.  All week my runs have been “the best runs ever” but tonight I just did not want to stop at 50 minutes.  I wanted to run and run and run!  I’m really hoping this attitude carries me through a good portion of the 21 miler.  Though I’m not blindly optimistic to think that won’t be a huge struggle at points.

Marathon training has had it’s ups and downs and just last week I was describing running as becoming a chore.  Another thing on the “to-do” list.  Saturday was the hardest run I’ve ever had in my life and it was less than a mile further than I went tonight.  This week though, running is giving me the pleasure it did before training.  The whole reason I wanted to run a marathon- ’cause I LOVED running.

Okay now if you’re still reading, you probably think I’m nuts, raving about running.  I’m writing this fresh out of a freezing cold shower so I’m probably seriously high on endorphins.   Now I definitely lost readers.   Ice baths are much preferred to ice showers by the way.  Anyway, if you are new to running or another activity, I swear you will have a moment like this sometime.  Or maybe you have.

Have you ever had a workout that makes you feel powerful?  What was it?  Any particular reason why that workout did it for you?  I was really digging my music tonight but the weather was great, I’ve been sleeping well, and avoiding certain stomach-ache-inducing foods too.  Who knows, could have been anything, I won’t question it!